« Not content with scaffolding tales to sleep standing up which he then took for cash, my left brain showed an unfortunate tendency to redundancy, that is to say to constantly rehash the same ideas. Many of us see our thoughts going on without respite and are more often surprised than in turn to imagine disaster scenarios. Alas! our society does not teach children to "cultivate the garden of their minds." In the absence of self-discipline, our thoughts follow one another by automatism. Since no one teaches us to control what is going on inside our skull, we remain vulnerable to what others think of us, as well as to publicity and attempts to manipulate opinion by politicians. »
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Jill Bolte Taylor
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Jill Bolte Taylor
Journey beyond my brain (Essays and Documents)
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« My haemorrhage was a blessing for me in that it allowed me to "give a boost" to the neural networks that caused my joie de vivre. My stroke made me free to explore the world around me with a childish curiosity. In the absence of any obvious danger, I feel safe in my environment and I crisscross the whole earth as if I were walking in my garden. It is my right hemisphere that blows me that we form together the fabric of the universal canvas of the potential of humanity, that life is beautiful and that all the beings that populate our planet are wonderful as they are. My right brain has an adventurous, sociable and generous temperament. He is receptive to non-verbal communication and the emotions of my loved ones. He's overflowing with empathy. It puts me in tune with my surroundings and gives me the feeling of merging with the whole universe. It is in my right hemisphere that reside my mystical tendencies, my wisdom, my faculties of observation, intuition, foresight. My perpetually awake right brain lets itself be caught by the passage of time. »
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Jill Bolte Taylor
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Jill Bolte Taylor
Journey beyond my brain (Essays and Documents)
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« When neural networks that I can't control take over, I wait a minute and a half for my emotional and physiological response to dissipate before addressing my brain in the same tone as a bunch of unruly kids. I say to him, very sincerely: "I am grateful for your ability to bring into me emotions, but the ones you have just awakened do not tell me anything worthwhile. Please move on! Basically, I ask my brain to stop stimulating the neural circuits that cause the thoughts that disturb me. Others than me do it differently. Some simply exclaim, "Enough! Enough! Shut up! ». »
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Jill Bolte Taylor
Journey beyond my brain (Essays and Documents) |
Jill Bolte Taylor
Journey beyond my brain (Essays and Documents)
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